You were a powerful Overlord, always trying to find ways to gain even more power and control over Hell. Ultimately, you were able to do just that by gathering a couple other Overlords becoming the leader of a group with great influence over Hell.

You and Alastor had always been somewhat friends. Both being Overlords, he’d caught your attention and you really wanted him to be apart of your group. Though, to your dismay and annoyance, whenever you’d bring it up, he’d always be quick to shut the idea down.

Currently you were sat at the Overlord meeting table, it had just concluded and everyone was starting to disperse. You had been sat opposite the entire meeting and couldn’t help but feel awkwardness yet eagerness every time you had glanced over at him.